Bring Victory, Saber! (Continued)

Shishigou Kairi finally understood the despair Saber had felt back then. She had been like this too, hadn't she?

He looked at Mordred's pained expression and stroked her head.

His own daughter was just as adorable. It was only that she had been forced to leave back then. Just like now, he had no means left either.

"Saber..."

"Mas... ter...?"

"Looks like... this is as far as we can go?"

"Don't give up, Master... You have to live. You absolutely have to live."

"I can barely hold on anymore. Sorry, Saber..."

"Don't give up. We haven't lost yet. There'll still... be a way."

A way?

His right hand touched Saber's fingertips, and Shishigou Kairi closed his eyes.

A way... perhaps there was one?

There seemed to be exactly one dose of serum left.

And he still had two Command Spells remaining.

They really hadn't lost yet.

Assassin, just you wait!

He reached for his trouser pocket.

Where was it? Where the hell was it?

Serum, come out already. There was no time for you to keep hiding away like some sheltered young lady.

Your value could only be shown at a moment like this.

Hurry up!

He found it.

That was the serum!?

A syringe and a needle.

That's right, serum. It was you.

Shishigou Kairi struggled to move the serum.

His consciousness was already fading. Soon, he would be unable to move.

Hold on a little longer. Just a little longer, this body!

He plunged the serum into Mordred's neck. The two Command Spells on his hand simultaneously transformed into magical energy, completely restoring her wounds and magical power to their peak.

He truly could not take part in a battle between Servants. But as a Master, he could provide his Saber with as much help as possible.